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[R0be0]

I shouldn't take on another rp. I really shouldn't. But when have I been able to resist an anthro rp? Hesitant interest. What would the plot/literacy level be?

That would be up for debate, and up to my partner.

honestly i still don't know what these are

My two furries ::

Cyrus & Vito

& Basically they're animals who stand on two legs, wear clothes, and behave like humans would.

[wolfie.]

o.o bull. omg. vito is ... smexy.
lol I've never done an anthro rp actually. it sounds interesting and if I actually had one I would totally take you up on that offer. x3

[Rivkah]

@ Glassea
good explanation here

[glassea]

ahh thanks guys

[R A I N]

Anyone want an anthro/furry roleplay? No? Just me? o_O

Never done one before but I would love to join
i can do semi lit to low lit

[R0be0]

Wow interest I'm surprised

I'm thinking something along the lines of 250-350 words a post. Does that work for anyone?

[R A I N]

perfect!

[Cuckoo]

my god I hate my internet connection sometimes. Please ignore, sorry.

[Cuckoo]

What was this about again? o3o I seem to recall someone mentioning it.

If not, would anyone be interested? I was maybe thinking of a Shapeshifter roleplay where by birth 10 newborns were given a spirit animal, and when they turned 18, they would be turned into their animal without any control. Unable to risk the potential dangers in town, they all fled into the forest without much willpower to control their own animal instincts, forcing them to survive the food chain.
Perhaps have them even fight against each other, and even be able to change back human every once in awhile.

Just a random idea c:

I'm also thinking about doing something along the lines of "The Tiger's Curse" to it, by which they have to remain in animal form for at least 12 hours of the day, (but it can be longer if they wish). What do you guys think of that addition?

And I'm not sure if it'll be limited or not; thoughts?

Bah sorry.

Anyway, if there is still space, could I have a deer? I hate being late to conversations. XP

[celestiaa]

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Username: celestia.
Favorite type of RP: Sci-fi, fantasy - magic, shifters, the works - and choice fandom-based ones.
Roleplay sample: From here:



→ ｄｅｌｐｈｉｎｉｕｍ
when you feel my heat, look into my eyes,
it's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide
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"Doing something they love?" Del echoed. She waited for a response, but when met with silence, she turned from her spot near the door and saw that Azan had already fallen fast asleep. Sighing exasperatedly, she crossed over to his bed and threw the covers over his shoulder in a gesture of what would have been kindness, if not for the harsh jerkiness of her movements and the the brooding expression on her face. Del very rarely showed any signs of sentiment towards Azan, though she did feel as if it was her responsibility to keep him alive and healthy. After all, she did owe him that much - what point was there in rescuing somebody if you just let them die off by themselves in an equally inhospitable environment? The last thing she wanted was for him to catch some sort of incurable, airborne disease and get himself killed.

The only thing on her mind at the moment, however, wasn't the state of Azan's well-being (though that thought always lingered around her head, anyway), but his rather heartfelt request. At the moment, Del had no qualms about visiting the circus - what harm could it do, anyway? - but it was the latter part of his statement that had really gotten her thinking. She pulled herself over to the unoccupied bed on the other side of the room and dropped herself on top of the soft coverlets gracelessly. Though she was weary and her muscles were beginning to ache from exertion, she didn't feel the pull of her eyelids that signaled her need for sleep. Del simply kicked off her dusty boots and pulled her knees up to her chin, surveying the lamp-lit streets through the window closest to her.

When was the last time she'd done something she loved? If someone were to ask her that question, she'd probably just glare at them until they scuttled away. Truth be told, Del had never found anything to love about the cement walls of her past home, if she could even bear to call it that. Was was there to like about that place? The ruthless, day-to-day inspections? The scientists' charming dispositions? Del almost snorted in derision. She'd love to hear what the circus members had in common with her - were they all murderous escapees too? Feeling sour and more than a little bit angry at the world - because she'd rather be a circus freak than a real one - Del turned away from the window and slid down beneath the covers. She could see Azan from across the room, and in sleep, he looked young and naive and innocent. For a moment she felt guilt clench at her stomach, because, really, what did he do to deserve this? At eighteen, he should be at his prime, an adult with his whole life and the prospect of a bright career ahead of him - not a monster trapped in a human's skin, subordinate to some girl who didn't really know what she was doing, either. Del closed her eyes. Grow a backbone already, she thought, clenching her fingers together. She could feel her nails digging into her palm but the pain only helped remind her who she really was - Animus- and what she really had to do.

He's the last of my family and I'll keep him alive even if I have to kill for it, she hissed to herself, because it was true and he was the only part of her past she couldn't afford to lose.



Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:

None at the moment uwu